Chapter 1227: Ninth Grade Alchemist, Zuoqiu

Hearing this, Zuoqiu's face was extremely gloomy, his skinny body, and the spiritual pressure of the star realm swelled again, making Chu Junran beside him couldn't help but feel terrified.

"It's not because of Xingchen Pavilion..."

The resentment and gnashing of teeth in Zuoqiu's eyes made him smile knowingly when they fell into Bai Chen's eyes.

"Lord God of Destruction." Zuo Qiu suddenly raised his head, with a face full of confusion: "At first you looked across the entire continent and couldn't find a single opponent, but in the end there were rumors that you died at the hands of the previous Pavilion Master of Xingchen Pavilion, Emperor Chen. Here, is this true?"

As soon as these words came out, Chu Junran's pretty face suddenly became extremely cold.

It turns out that in Bai Chen's previous life, the most powerful person in the world, actually died at the hands of Xingchen Pavilion?

Bai Chen actually couldn't remember this incident. The only thing he remembered was that he was sneak attacked by Na Luoxi, which destroyed his keel, so that his strength was greatly reduced in the subsequent battles.

But after Zuoqiu asked, Bai Chen vaguely remembered some vague pictures.

It seems that there were many people at that time, from Xingchen Pavilion, Eastern Region, Xinglan Temple, and others...

In the vague memory, there are so many powerful people, as if everyone with names in the entire continent is present.

But the person who leads those strong people is probably Xingchen Pavilion!

Retracting those messy and broken memories, Bai Chen looked directly at Zuoqiu, whose old eyes were blank, and nodded lightly.

"It turns out it's true..."

Zuoqiu couldn't believe it, his mouth was half open, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

"By the way, you just said that Emperor Chen was the previous head of Xingchen Pavilion?"

Regarding Emperor Chen, although Bai Chen couldn't remember his appearance clearly, he still remembered his strength.

Bai Chen will never forget that guy's ability and the artifact in his hand.

Otherwise, Xingchen Pavilion would not have been recognized as one of the most powerful forces in the mainland in ancient times.

Zuo Qiu knelt on the ground, his expression a little stiff: "I don't know about this. You also know that although I was already an eighth-grade alchemist at that time, in terms of prestige, I was still not as powerful as a king like Xingchen Pavilion in the Northern Territory. As for the negotiation, I just heard that the God of Destruction fell in the Northern Territory and created a place called Falling Dragon Pond, and then Emperor Chen also evaporated inexplicably."

"Emperor Chen disappeared after my death?!"

Bai Chen's eyes darkened.

"Yes, it stands to reason that he is the final winner, but no one knows why he suddenly disappeared. For 30,000 years, the new master of the Star Pavilion has been looking for him, but unfortunately he has not been found."

"..."

When Bai Chen heard the news, his mood plummeted.

One Luo Xi and the other Chen Emperor were the two people he hated the most in his memory.

He must avenge this. Even if these two people disappear or even die, he must find their burial place, dig the graves, crush the bones and scatter the ashes, and then collect the feces of thousands of animals in the world. , throw them all into their graves!

Bai Chen clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and trembled with resentment, causing the spiritual pressure of his Eight Star Sea Realm to appear faintly.

Zuoqiu, who was kneeling on the ground with a look of awe on his face, was stunned and horrified when he saw the spiritual pressure beating on Bai Chen's body: "You, what's wrong with your spiritual power!"

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Oops.

At this moment, the way Bai Chen and Zuoqiu looked at each other, and the speed at which they changed from dark to bright, was beyond description.

Zuoqiu was also a man who had lived for sixty or seventy thousand years. Bai Chen knew that he could not be easily fooled into thinking he was a fool.

Bai Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, looked down at him, and said with a faint smile: "As you can see, I am no longer the God of Destruction I used to be."

Hearing this, Zuoqiu's old face sank, and a fierce look suddenly rose in his eyes.

Just when he was about to stand up, Bai Chen smiled lightly again and said: "Although my body is very weak, my soul is still an intact dragon soul. If I die, the power of my soul will still remain after it breaks away from this body. It can easily kill a star-level ant in an instant."

"Well……"

Just as Zuoqiu was about to stand up, his legs softened and he knelt in the mud again.

He looked up with dull eyes at the face that was as unruly as in ancient times. Even though the other person was now so small, he suddenly felt a sense of awe in his heart.

Moreover, he is now a ninth-grade alchemist, and he knows very well that dragon souls are difficult to destroy. What's more, the black dragon soul of the God of Destruction is still the most powerful dragon soul in this world from ancient times to the present!

Just when Zuoqiu was lost and bowed his head, Bai Chen smiled calmly, raised his palm, and a breeze slowly dragged him up.

Looking directly at Zuoqiu, Bai Chen noticed the ninth-grade alchemist badge worn under his neck and couldn't help but be startled.

This old man actually reached the level of Lu Tianqi in Night of the Gods in refining medicine.

The ninth-level alchemist is only one step away from the Alchemy Emperor. Looking at the mainland, he is definitely a master of alchemy that is hard to find.

"Zuoqiu, you are now a ninth-grade alchemist, why do you want to stay in such a small place?"

Hearing this, Zuo Qiu smiled bitterly: "Lord God of Destruction, I am just like you, and I was deceived by the Star Pavilion. The new Pavilion Master sent strong men everywhere to chase me, and he did not allow any force to take me in. I’ve even been to Xinglan Temple, but they don’t dare to offend Xingchen Pavilion because of me, where else can I go?”

Looking up at the snowy field around him, Bai Chen smiled: "The dignified ninth-grade alchemy master can obviously be respected and won over by the strongest forces in the mainland, but he has to hide in this snow valley because of Xingchen Pavilion. Indeed, Somewhat pitiful."

Pitiful……

Just two words, like a sharp thorn, piercing the most painful part of the left Qiuqiu heart.

"Zuoqiu, as the common enemy of you and me, Xingchen Pavilion, can I say that we are on the same front?"

Hearing this, Zuoqiu suddenly raised his head: "Lord God of Destruction, you..."

"My current name is Bai Chen, Evil Emperor Bai Chen. Also, if I can appear on the mainland again, I will definitely aspire to be the top of the continent and rule the world again in the future!"

"Once again... reign over the world..."

Zuoqiu froze in place, repeating these words repeatedly.

If it were anyone else who dared to say such wild words with the strength of the Star Sea Realm, Zuo Qiu would have slapped him to death, but these words were said by Bai Chen. Zuo Qiu, who had witnessed the power of the God of Destruction, felt in his heart Don't dare to have any doubt.

After being silent for a long time, Zuoqiu seemed to have decided something, and suddenly looked at Bai Chen with firm eyes: "Master Evil Emperor, I am not talented, but now I can be called one of the top alchemists in the mainland, I, Zuoqiu, , I would like to serve you and help you regain your strength as soon as possible!"

Bai Chen: "..."